Unconditionally In Love With Styles

Possibile Solving of Problems

“Look, don't tell him I told you, but after you and I, he was angry and went out with some friends and got drunk and you know the rest. But I think he regrets it now.” Zayn said. I felt the guilt wash away and I was filled with anger. Just then the nurse walked in.

“Ok, Jaz you can go home, but ease up on the food and rest at home. No stress and no problems for the next few weeks. We kept her in her coma for extra long, so that when she woke up she'd be able to go home and be with family. I advise she go and see her parents and other family ASAP and when your ready, come and sign the papers and you can go.” The nurse said.

“Thank you.” I said.

“Yeah, thanks for looking after her.” Zayn said. She smiled and walked out of the room.

We got back to my place later that afternoon and flopped on the couch.

“Why does Australia have to be so far away!” I moaned.

“Tell me about it. We went there once from LA , and it was long enough.” Zayn said.

“Yeah, but I guess I should go and visit. It was way before the accident when I saw them last.” I said.

“Yeah, I remember when you went over just after you moved here because you missed them so much. Plus it will be worth it if your going for a good purpose.” He said.

“I'm gonna miss you. You won't be around when I get back” I said and pouted.

“Hey, I'll be gone for a month, which is a long time, but I have to cause we postponed those concerts for you.” He said.

“I know, I'm just going to miss you, thats all.” I replied and he wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and did the same to him. We stood there like that for a while and then there was a knock at the door. I broke from Zayn's grip and an unexpected visitor appeared. One I didn't want to see...

Harry Styles.

“Harry, wh-” I started but before I could continue he crashed his lips on mine. I was in shock, but then remembered I was angry at him. I pushed him off me and slammed the door in his face.

“I take it, that didn't go well, right?” Zayn asked

“Exactly. He just kissed me. Jerk. I slammed the door in his face.” I said.

“I know. Wait, let me talk to him.” He said and walked to the door.

Zayn's Pov:

“Harry, what do you think your doing?” I asked

“Apologising?” He replied

“Yeah, well that went to plan, didn't it. What exactly did you expect her to do?” I asked

“I didn't expect anything. I just went to apologise and my brain had a fit and I kissed her. I didn't mean to do it. Damn it! She probably hates me now” He said and pouted.

“Look, truce?” I asked. He looked up and smiled.

“Truce, and thanks for not telling her about my little mistake.” He replied

“Yeah, um.... about that... She knows.” I said and he frowned

“Nice one Zayn, she hates me more now! Damn it! Why did I not listen to her in the first place!!!” He said, slapping his forehead.

“Harry, you didn't need to keep being a jerk to her when you started to get over it. Look, I'm not saying I hate you or anyting, I just dislike the way you think sometimes. Right now, she doesn't want to see you or talk to you, but if you let me talk to her, I'll see what I can do.” I said.

“You mean that? You'd try and get her to talk to me?” He asked

“I just made that clear didn't I? Just stay here, ok?” I said

“I'm not moving from this spot.” He said and grabbed his phone and checked twitter.